Warrior (TWD Fanfiction)

Going To School

My alarm rang in my ears. I lazily slapped the snooze button and fell out of bed. I got up off the floor, stretched and yawned, then jumped into the shower. The warm water felt good on my bare skin. Once I was done, I threw on some blue jeans, black t-shirt, and my favourite black hoodie. After I put on my socks, I realized how quiet my house was... The fridge wasn't on, the sinks didn't work, the tv didn't react to the remote... I ate dry cereal, which sucked without milk, and slung my backpack over my shoulder. I walked out the door and down to my bus stop. Nobody else was at my bus stop, but there were a few people at the others, a lot less than usual. When the bus came, I went to the back of the bus and sat down in the familiar yet uncomfortable assigned seat. Mieke joined me once we were at her bus stop and put her feet atop the back of the seat ahead of us. I smirked admirably at her uncaring nature.

"How is your Mom, now?" I asked her.

"It's worse," Mieke replied with a sad look in her eye.

A few moments later, our friend, Ben, came on and sat in the seat beside us.

"Hey, Ben," I said.

"Hey. My Dad is sick, so my mom didn't want me to go to school, but I insisted... You guys know how much I like school!" Ben replied.

"My mom is sick," Mieke stated.

Suddenly, the bus began getting quicker.

"Mrs. Sidern, are you okay?" Ben shouted at the bus driver.

"Ben... Ben, get down!" Mieke shouted.

I climbed up to the front of the bus and saw that the bus driver had a bullet hole in the side of her head. I looked up at the road, and when a person walked out onto the road, the bus hit it and flew into the air. It spun around and finally landed upside down on the ground. When the shattered glass underneath me broke, it left cuts on most parts of my exposed skin. With all my strength, I pushed myself up and looked around for Ben, Mieke, and Wren, who had also gotten on the bus.

"Ben! Mieke! Wren!" I called out.

I heard a groan and out came Ben, also covered in cuts.

"Where is Mieke?" I asked him.

He weakly pointed a finger into a the seat closest to me. She must've flew through the air when the bus flipped. She emerged out from under a seat and dragged out the disturbingly mangled body of Wren.

"Alive?" I asked.

"No."

"Come on. Lets get to school," I told them.

I smashed a window and we crawled out of the bus. There was not a single vehicle on the road. It was strange, considering the fact that we lived in a busy town.

"Why don't you think many people were on the bus today?" Ben wondered.

"The disease, probably," Mieke said.

"I feel bad for Wren's parents right now," I said, trying to get off the subject of the disease.

"Why?" Ben asked me.

"They don't know that he is gone! Dammit, Ben!" Mieke shouted.

It was probably the first time I've ever heard her truly shout.

"Calm down," I hissed.

We finally reached the school. There were cars, but not many. We entered the school through the front and main doors and went immediately to the office.

"Hey!" I shouted at the woman who was in the office. "A bus just crashed... The driver was shot and a boy died in the crash!"

The woman stared blankly at us and picked up the phone, probably calling the police. She muttered words into the phone and turned to us.